Susil Crags

Disaster has struck!
The Crags are a series of rocky formations with small caves and crevices throughout. Many of the lower-lying areas of the Crags have been flooded, however, with water pouring in from the Northern stretches of Moladion. Some paths have been completely submerged, and some are nothing more than a few rocky peaks sticking out of the water. The water is fairly slow moving but begins to pick speed up towards the Grotto, becoming a series of intense rapids and waterfalls as it nears the Grotto's entrance.

The area itself is still traversible. However, it can be risky. Large amounts of debris can enter the waterway, creating bridges at times but also creating dams that break and cause ocassional flash-flooding. Be careful, travelers! One wrong step and you could end up finding out where the water goes.

Note: Susil Crags will return to normal once 25 posts have been completed (or at Staff discretion). During this time, new threads will receive a 'Surprise','Disaster', and prizes.

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Tyrion

Tyrion was old! When did he get this old? The golden blonde male wasn't entirely certain. After all, his youngest girls were only two. Two! There was no way he had turned twenty-three. He could tell himself that all he wanted, but the ache in his joints when he woke up this morning disagreed one a completely different level. His shoulders and hips definitely gave away his age as he began to move about. At least among those of Spirane he was safe to show his general ailments that came with his seniority. However, it was good to stretch his legs a bit as well.

Stretch his legs. That always gave himself a laugh. There was only so much leg for him to stretch as Tyrion looked down at his paws. His mis-matched eyes went from the ground and his feet to the area ahead. The elder male slowly made his way to the mountain's borders, already his limbs began to loosen. His back sure ached though! When did that happen? He groaned as he made his way south. Better to keep on the move or else he might get stuck. At least it wasn't winter! That just made these issues with his joints worse! At least in Springtime, he could ignore it more easily.

He took a small detour, finding a shallow portion of the river to cross towards the Crags. He wasn't entirely certain of what drew him there. The air was oddly still. Tyrion sniffed at the air for a brief moment before he suddenly sneezed. Odd indeed, he mused. His black and green eyes drifted ahead as he padded along. He followed crevices to avoid any potential falls and hopped smaller ones and continued south. On occasion, he would glance skyward. The clouds had begun to darken. That wasn't a good sign. The dwarf picked up the pace a little bit. Something didn't feel right in his bones... And it wasn't his age.

MALE - TWENTY-THREE - IMPRINTLESS - LOVELESS - SPIRANE
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